Happy Day. I don’t want to do a long post on the meaning of Easter. But it would be a shame to let a controversial Holiday pass without at least commenting on the day.

Growing up, I was one of those stiff little girls headed to church wearing white crinoline, black patent leather, and a little flower trimmed Easter bonnet. Okay, the old photos from the 50’s and 60’s are kind of cute. But I hated dressing up!

In 2007, there are many American companies that give employees Good Friday off. It is a religious holiday to some; not to all.

There is great controversy surrounding the use of the word Easter in terms like Easter Bunny or Easter basket. If you don’t believe me, check out the What a Character! post on the Defend the Easter Bunny site about Walnut Creek banning the Easter Bunny from the city’s Easter egg hunts.

Or the Rhode Island public middle school that renamed the Easter Bunny scheduled to make an appearance at a craft fair, Peter Rabbit.

There’s an online AOL poll around the controversy. So far, 92% of the people that took the poll are against the Rhode Island ban of changing the term Easter Bunny to Peter Rabbit. The poll said that 87% of those same people celebrate Easter. That’s America for you.

These days I celebrate Ostara, the Rites of Spring, and the underlying current behind the modern day celebration of bunnies and eggs at Easter. Somehow over time, all the Pagan celebrations blended with the Christian celebrations. And what a crock pot stew of Holidays we have today.

What does all this have to do with writing? Semantics. It comes back to that old politically correct thing. The English language is loaded with offensive references. How far do we take censorship? It’s a real topic for writers. Something that tugs at me every time I write a piece.

But this morning, I want to lounge around in my PJ’s, break open the KitKat Bunny (my second favorite candy bar next to Snickers) Liz bought at Cub the other day, and enjoy the beginning of Spring. And I think Wordraw mentioned he was going to feed his two cats rabbit for dinner.

May you celebrate as you do. We live in a country where religious freedoms are protected. There is no one right way.